The i-pod says: stay up all night partying, but don't forget to print up your minicomics for the comics convention. Beware print errors, and don't get too wound up over prices, fame and being a fake. David Bowie adds: if strange ladies upset you, sing Bob Dylan songs at them to make them go away. But he's old and mad, so can be safely ignored.

Busy this week getting ready for the Brighton Comics Expo this weekend. Not doing anything there except catching up with friends, but still a good excuse to put toegther a weekly strip anthology: This week's strip is the title page from that, not the more elaborate piece I'd intended but maybe just as well as there are already quite enough strips about death in the anthology. The anthology also includes some unpublished, scripts, and other bits and bobs in it because, you know, why not?

Re: this week's strip, given that I had to explain to Damian, "It's a limerick", maybe I'll do that again, here:

When her co-mortgagee asked with some feelingWhys she kept drawing birds on the ceilingShe said, as she did,Simply to be ridOf a strange overpowering feeling

Which is, of course, based on my half-memory of the Edward Gorey limerick:

A headstrong young woman in EalingThrew her two weeks' old child at the ceiling;When quizzed why she did,She replied, "To be ridOf a strange, overpowering feeling."

She grabbed the camera from the hands of her crush,Down the front of her shirt shutter snapped in a rush,When faced with the negativeand quized why she did, grinned with her cheeks, a wild drunken flush.